• Ayesha Patel

All a part of one.

What is it that I love

What is it that I pray for

What is it that I want my heart to remain beating for?

If it is not you, then it is not me.

If it is not the songs that I hear from the trees,

The luring crisp from a strand of grass,

Then I shall not stay alive for me.

I am of you, you are of me.

We are all an Eye, more than a we.


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